In case you care (and it's totally cool if you don't...honest)

I got eight hours of sleep last night. OK, more like 7-1/2, but still. It feels good.

I didn't notice a big difference when I dragged myself out of bed and stumbled toward the coffee maker, but I was struck by how much more patience I felt I had when I was throwing the child, his backpack and fourteen rocks, Transformers and various show-and-tell treasures into the backseat of the car.

Look, I'm good under pressure. It's probably why I was a journalism rock star in college (being the sports editor of the yearbook without knowing a fekking thing about sports and without displaying the tiniest hint of athleticism outside of King Cobra slamming counts makes one a rock star in that regard, right?) and probably why I've somehow managed to stay employed as a writer on so little sleep all these years.

Or maybe it's not that I'm good under pressure. Maybe it's that I've somehow made it work. Maybe, just maybe, I could be better on a few more minutes -- or hell, let's shoot for the moon here -- hours of resting the frenzy in my mind and keyboard-crazy fingers.

So now I have two cell phone alarms set for tonight to get me back into bed at a decent hour. I'm not afraid to set two or three or seven if that's what it takes. Clearly, clearly, getting better is the goal and getting sleep is the first step in getting there.

As I buckled the boy into his car seat, I told him I slept more last night and I feel so much better for it. He gave me the advice he always gives when I complain about being tired or feel the impact of sleeping like a normal human being.

He said, "Mommy, all you have to do is close your laptop and run and hide under the covers from your work."

Once again, the preschooler becomes the master. Then, just to show off his sageness, he added, "Mommy, when your blog finds you, tell it you need a break and go crawl back under the covers. TELL IT THAT!"

Hear that, blog?! Hmm?

Thanks to the lovely and loving CrazedParent for this bit of sleepspiration.
 

Comments

[furiousball]

you've inspired me, i'm gonna do my damnedest to get some sleep tonight. i've got a sniper with a tranq dart in my front yard that will take me out if he sees me up and about any later than 11pm